"It's a little bit like that, it's just that you're not tired after this set of punches?" Lao Tietou sat under the vine, watching Xiaochen toss and turn, using both fists and feet, and finally finished a set of basic boxing techniques, but he was already sweating profusely. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You old man, you don't have a backache when you sit and talk, don't you look tired when you look at me like this?" Xiaochen said breathlessly.

"I said you're stupid as a cow." The old iron head glanced at Xiaochen contemptuously.

"Dead old man, you come and give the master a try." Xiaochen was naturally unconvinced.

The old iron head stood up and slowly walked towards Xiaochen, "Don't be unconvinced, put on a starting pose." ”

Xiaochen still put on a posture with doubts, and he also learned well, only to see the old iron head walk behind Xiaochen, raise his leg is a kick, Xiaochen was unprepared, and climbed down with a stumble, Xiaochen hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the ground, so as to avoid a dog gnawing mud.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xiaochen stabilized his body, he was kicked on the ass again, and poor Xiaochen fell out sideways again, "Stinky old man, what do you mean." This time, the old iron head was not chasing, and Xiaochen hurriedly got up and stood up.

"I can't even stand on my feet, so I'm embarrassed to ask me what I mean?" Sure enough, it's embarrassing.

"How would I have known that you would give me a kick from behind, not prepared at all." Xiaochen said dissatisfied.

The old iron head looked at Xiaochen with a smile, and said slowly: "How do you know that I won't give you a kick from behind?" ”

Xiaochen was speechless for a while, so he had to snort.

"Even if you don't talk about it, why do you use your hands to prop up the ground after you fall?" The old iron head seems to be deliberately finding fault.

Xiaochen moved a few steps and walked to Lao Tietou's side, "Don't you use your hands to support me with my mouth and nose?" ”

"Hmph, my head is not bright, and I still prefer to be scared, if you go into battle to kill the enemy, you can't spare your hands to deal with it, see how many lives you have to lose." The old iron head spoke without a little politeness at the moment.

Xiaochen's eyes rolled, but he didn't speak, he felt that Lao Tietou didn't eat too much, and wanted to deliberately make things difficult for him, since he didn't deliberately make things difficult, it was a good thing for himself, so he was humble.

"Martial arts in the army are not rivers and lakes, they don't pay attention to beautiful postures, and they are generous and decent." The old iron-headed Jian Xiaochen stopped quibbling, bowed his head slightly, and then said, "The essence is only three words: fast, accurate, and ruthless." ”

"Old man Mu Yi hasn't told us yet." The first time Xiaochen heard this kind of rhetoric, he only thought that learning martial arts well would make it more convenient for him to travel to the west, and it would be more convenient for him to be handsome.

"You haven't officially enlisted in the army, there are some things, how can they teach you for no reason." The old iron head had returned to the vine and sat down.

"Tie Ye, can you teach me martial arts?" Xiaochen walked to the old iron head with a smile on his face, which was called a kindness.

The old iron head took a sip of tea, and there was a look of remembrance in his eyes, "I don't know martial arts." ”

"I think you will definitely be, Tie Ye, you can teach me, there are still two months to be assessed, and then give your old man's parents a long face." Xiaochen decided that the old iron head would not be untargeted, and deliberately made trouble for himself.

"It's not impossible, it's just that you have to promise me one condition." Xiaochen guessed that there was something wrong with the old iron head.

After a pause, without waiting for Xiaochen to speak, the old iron head continued, "When you come back here in the future, don't kill, just cross." ”

Xiaochen glared, "What kind of mess is this, why can't I understand anything?" ”

"You just have to promise me, and as for the meaning, you will understand it in the future." The old iron head didn't explain much.

It doesn't hurt to agree, anyway, I will be a god in the future, what can't I do, Xiaochen is secretly happy in his heart, it seems that he thinks that he is a god, and mortal things are naturally not to worry about.

However, he didn't know that this promise almost killed him.

"That's it." Xiaochen's eyebrows danced, a picture of making a lot of money.

And the old iron head was obviously relieved, but he didn't know why, "But." ”

Xiaochen was taken aback, could it be a deception, and hurriedly spoke: "But what? ”

"I really don't know martial arts."

"Dead old man, then I just promised to repent."

"A manly man, how can you talk as a fart."

"You ......"

Xiaochen was helpless, and he didn't understand the reason, so he agreed indiscriminately, and he couldn't blame others for the consequences. But the old iron head is not completely tricked Xiaochen, he said that he doesn't know martial arts, but he just has no internal skills, but it does not affect the moves of external practice.

In the remaining two months, Xiaochen practiced boxing, and the old iron head corrected and pointed on the side, a set of standard boxing methods, which was transformed beyond recognition, but it was not without effect, after sacrificing the beautiful posture, every move and style became a real kung fu that could really be useful to the enemy.

The period of March is fleeting, during this period, Xiaochen practiced martial arts during the day, followed the old iron head to inspect the yard of miscellaneous labor, and spit out cross-kneeled at night, although there was no great effect, but Xiaochen felt that his body was getting stronger and stronger, and his strength was also greater.

In the past three months, Mu Hanshuang rarely appeared in Xiaochen's field of vision, saying that she had cultivated her introductory internal skills to the extreme, and the first layer of Rakshasa Gong was personally taught by the general, and they were no longer of the same level as Xiaochen.

This day is the day of the assessment that Mu Yi said three months ago, and today, someone must officially join the Rakshasa Sect.

Today, Mu Hanshuang, who disappeared for three months, also appeared on the martial arts arena, she was also wearing a practice uniform this time, but it was purple, and she smiled slightly when she saw Xiaochen looking at her.

"Now that the people have arrived, I'm going to start announcing the rules. There is only one rule, these slips of paper are numbered, and if you draw the same, it is the opponent, and the winner joins, and the loser is disqualified. Mu Yi's voice was still loud, and he couldn't hear a trace of twilight.

"How so, isn't that going to be half of the people who aren't eligible to join?" The first time Xiaochen heard this kind of rule, he couldn't accept it for a while, and it wasn't that he was afraid, after three months of guidance from Lao Tie, he was confident that he would win quickly, but he was a young man, and he couldn't accept that his companions who studied once a day couldn't join the Rakshasa Sect, even if he hadn't spoken to them a few times.

Except for Xiaochen, it seems that everyone knows this rule, and several teenagers who were assessed with him looked at him like idiots, and one of them chuckled, "If you are afraid, you will beg for mercy, for the sake of being in the same place for many days, we will not hurt you." ”

"Hmph, will the master be afraid of your pus?" Xiaochen ridiculed all the way, since none of the people present were willing to appreciate it, Xiaochen was not good at stubble, and the group ridicule could be regarded as his natural skill, and it was vividly played at the moment.

"Kung fu is not blown with your mouth, you all shut up and draw lots." Mu Yi spoke, even Xiaochen didn't dare to say more, Mu Yi only taught them a few basic movements every day, and repeatedly emphasized them in place, they thought that Mu Yi was just an old man with little ability, and he usually didn't have enough respect, until a month ago, they "inadvertently" saw Mu Yi punch a wooden stake after it, and they didn't dare to provoke as casually as before.

"One, enter!" Mu Yi stood in the middle of the martial arts arena.

The two teenagers walked up to Mu Yi, put the note in his hand, and then stood separately.

The same posture, two teenagers who practiced together yesterday, but today because of a quota, it is true, really do their best, fight together, at first there are still moves, fighting, the two have no moves, scuffle together, even so, no one relaxed, vowing to beat each other.

What Xiaochen saw was not just a scuffle between two teenagers, there was no shackles of thought since he was a child, no worldly polishing, what Xiaochen saw was the distortion of human nature, coming for profit, going for profit, isn't this a distortion of human nature?

Thinking of it for a while, he would also stand on the stage so ugly, playing such a clown, just for a qualification, a qualification that is not sure of anything, Xiaochen clenched his fists tightly.

Mu Hanshuang also saw Xiaochen's appearance, but he didn't say anything, he was just looking forward to something with great interest, after all, although Xiaochen can't bring surprises every time, but removing joy, surprises really happen every time.

Could it be that the same is true of the gods? Xiaochen suddenly thought, no, the immortals are beyond the world, how can this be, I must find the immortals as soon as possible, become an immortal myself, and let such things never happen again in the future.

And Xiaochen feels that the day when he will set off again is not far away, and at that time, the dream in his heart will no longer be a dream!